Firing guns was my job for quite a while. G36 in 5.56mm, MG3 in 7.62mm, Walther P8 in 9mm, AG36 40mm underslung grenade launcher, 4.6mm MP7, DM51 frag grenades, all that jazz.
It was actually never a question of what I was into. Standard issue equipment is standard issue equipment and orders are orders.
If I had to take an educated guess, it's between 800 and 1000 times, but to be quite honest, I have no idea.
You ate MRE's, yes? What kinds and what was in them. Anything you find really njoyable? Also, did you eat with any afghan families?
The German equivalent called EPa (EInmann-Packung, i.e. One-Man-Package), yes. Specific dishes are hard to recall, but I didn't find anything in there really unpleasant. The instant coffee was really good though, and I am among the few people who like the hard bisquits. Yes, one of our translators had invited us to his home once.That was really looked down upon because that's sort of dangerous, but we trusted that way. I can tell you one thing, Afghan cuisine is better than it's reputation!
Dogs, as much as it pains to admit me because they are man's best friend after all. But eh, childhood trauma will do that to ya I guess. Also, swans and geese. Eh, and some species of fish.
An eagle. Master of the skies, ultimate freedom, globally a symbol of strength and honor, what's not to love.
